He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

"That was lightning, a lightning strike. The moment it hit the ground, everything stopped."

Those who have forgotten their fears

It was neither sound nor tone. Yet it resonated and echoed in my mind, in unison with the sounds and language I heard in the forest. Even as everything else stood still, the sound continued to reverberate.

"...Odin, the Great God...!?" Ragnar cried out.

Volume 1: Chapter 2 Words (Fixed) Spirit (Existence) Domain (Boundary)

"Odin—!!"

Without pausing, the man swung his blade through the air, aiming directly at Odin, who wielded the Eternal Spear, and his warhorse!

boom--!

In the instant the swords and spears clashed, sparks flew, a thunderous roar resounded, and a storm-like shockwave swept in all directions.

Ishtar's breath caught in her throat, and she lost her footing. The impact, a mixture of immense divine energy and blade light, surged forth, instantly causing the earth to tremble. The dark shadows of heroic spirits roared as they were thrown back, and the dark sky changed color, accompanied by thunderous roars!

She retreated in the storm, but due to the severe loss of divine power, she inevitably fell and crashed into a muddy puddle, looking extremely disheveled.

……

The blade fell, clashing fiercely with Odin's spear. While the attack appeared intense, Odin actually defended it with considerable ease.

Lu Ming's golden eyes burned fiercely, reflecting this scene in his gaze.

At this moment, he felt the exhilarating power boost brought by the "Bloodlust" to the extreme, accompanied by a pain and burning sensation that seemed to be rooted in his blood and flowed through his limbs and bones.

Powerful forces often come with risks.

But all the effort was worthwhile!

Lu Ming looked at Odin, who was already enveloped by his domain. Every move Odin made was clearly visible and could be captured by his senses.

"Word of Power - Discipline", serial number 106, has the effect of suppressing enemies within a wide area, and can effectively weaken even enemies with higher bloodlines.

Kids, this is the strictest father of all the weirdos!

The Kassel College's Word of Power Periodic Table states that this Word of Power is very energy-intensive, and most holders are not good at maintaining the domain for a long time during battle. However, Lu Ming undoubtedly succeeded in doing so after awakening his Word of Power.

'Unlike decades ago, this time, Odin, you can no longer kill me instantly with Time Zero!'

'And I will become a legendary assassin, wielding my blade against the gods!'

Because Lu Ming still clearly remembers that he was incredibly unlucky and was transported to Odin's Nibelungen at the beginning of the game.

So on the very first day after transmigrating, the mastermind behind this dragon world used time-stop to stab him in the heart!

Fortunately, I'm physically strong, have a strong will to survive, and recover well. It feels a bit like a plus version of Lu Mingfei/Lu Mingze.

In short, he was lucky to survive and it took him a whole day to finally recover.

But Lu Ming remained tense and unable to relax, feeling immense pressure and restlessness day and night.

He figured that if Odin, that bastard, wanted to kill him on the very first day, then he must have put him on his kill list.

Now that the first assassination attempt failed, is Odin really going to give up so easily? Won't there be a second or third attempt?

Besides, this is Odin's own Nibelungen. What if He launches a surprise attack with a large group of people while I'm sleeping, tearing me to pieces and scattering my bones to ashes?

What good is even the best recovery ability then?

For decades, Lu Ming, who prided himself on being cautious and seeking stability in everything, felt uneasy whenever he thought about letting such a group of scoundrels roam around and threaten him at any time.

The feeling of oppression was indescribable, and I felt extremely uncomfortable all over, as if a knife tip was pressed tightly against my heart.

But without a partner and without a 100% safe spawn point, after much thought, there was only one solution: fight their way back!

Out of caution, Lu Ming had no choice but to strike first, adopting a conservative guerrilla assassination strategy.

Since Odin struck first, fine, if he tries to assassinate, I'll assassinate too!

So every day, he patrolled intensively throughout Nibelungen, attacking any Odin's henchmen he encountered on the way, trying to eliminate as many enemy forces as possible!

Even if he were to encounter Odin himself, Lu Ming would try to activate his Bloodlust ability to assassinate him, stabbing him as many times as he could—to catch the thief, first catch the king!

With that scoundrel Odin around, there will be an endless stream of his lackeys; he simply can't kill them all. And if he were to successfully assassinate Odin, wouldn't that solve the problem once and for all?

Driven by a sense of crisis, and through cautious and conservative guerrilla assassinations, and in this decades-long, repetitive fighting life, Lu Ming gradually mastered combat skills and battlefield martial arts, awakened the power of words, and self-studied "Bloodlust"...

Ping!

Lu Ming's saber and spear tip clashed with a crisp sound, once again unleashing a violent storm.

At this moment, Odin's dark gold armor had dimmed, and the mysterious runes engraved on it had gone out.

But His defense remained impenetrable, His divine demeanor undiminished, and His power was clearly greater. For some reason, He did not launch a significant counterattack.

Lu Ming had already noticed those runes.

Having read "Dragon Raja," he knew that Odin, the Dragon King, was a top alchemist second only to the Black King.

Norse mythology says that Odin hung upside down from the World Tree for nine days and nine nights, gaining the wisdom of runes. By carving runes onto wood, stone, metal, or any other material, one can obtain boundless power.

This essentially means that Odin is skilled at creating alchemical weapons. He is adept at inscribing dragon runes on alchemical materials to activate the alchemical properties of the items, allowing them to exert powerful abilities similar to incantations.

Therefore, Lu Ming had been paying attention to collecting the weapons and equipment of the "heroic spirits" under Odin's command. While carefully observing the traces of dragon runes, he also did some research on his own and achieved some results.

The horse-slaying sword in his hand is one of them; the alchemical field it can activate has a very rudimentary effect—it simply increases strength.

The combination of Word of Power, Bloodlust, and Alchemy Weapon significantly reduces the numerical gap between him and Odin.

But it can only reduce it, let alone match it.

呲——

Lu Ming suddenly turned his head, dodging a stray arrow hidden in the wind.

At the same time, he also noticed that more shadowy figures were gathering around Odin, and Lu Ming clearly felt the strain of maintaining his "domain".

'The domain is capturing more objects, so the consumption of Word Power is increasing accordingly? ...This is bad!'

……

Ishtar climbed out of the mud puddle, trying to regain her senses, her thoughts inevitably jumbled:

Who was that person just now? He didn't look like a god, but a human hero with extraordinary power? Yet he wasn't bound by Odin's rules?

More importantly…

"Where exactly is this place?"

Why did Odin go to such lengths to impose such restrictive rules on this world?

Ishtar was filled with doubt.

"This is Nibelungen, the land of the dead in Norse mythology."

A familiar male voice came from behind, along with the deep roar of a Maybach engine.

Nibelungen, the medieval German name for "Niflheim," meaning "Land of Mist." According to the Little Edda, Odin cast Hela, the goddess of death, into Niflheim to manage the dead, thus giving rise to the underworld, Helheim.

Therefore, Nibelungen is often considered to be the land of the dead.

Ishtar turned around in surprise, only to be pulled away by a brute force and tumbled into the back seat of the vehicle.

"Don't stand there like an idiot, the assassination failed, yeah Luda."

Realizing he was about to be surrounded and killed, Lu Ming decisively made his escape in his Maybach.

Odin was clearly trying to delay and make the battle a stalemate, but he deliberately refused to go along with the enemy's wishes.

The saying goes, "If you miss your target, flee a thousand miles away." You must never let the enemy lead you into a trap. Lu Ming has cultivated for decades and is well-versed in the art of assassination and counter-assassination.

'Assassination?'

Ishtar listened intently from the back seat.

He looked somewhat doubtful about life.

She could clearly see that the man was charging straight at Odin, arrogantly aiming for Odin's head, and he even called it an assassination?

Is this person's mental state normal?

Lu Ming slammed on the gas pedal while cursing, "That bastard Odin is too insidious and despicable. He clearly has the strength to surpass me, but he insists on playing dirty tricks!"

Ishtar, who had been reduced to mortal status, was also furious upon hearing this. As one of the "victims" herself, her tone was full of displeasure: "Yes! I never expected that the mighty Odin would be so cunning..."

Lu Ming pounded his hands in frustration, saying, "Luckily, I'm cautious and conservative by nature, and I saw through His sinister intentions. Otherwise, my secret that I need to rest for three minutes to recover would have been exposed!"

It takes a full three minutes to recover from the depletion caused by the Word Power Domain.

To be conservative, considering the three-minute recovery time from the aftereffects of the Bloodlust, the three-minute recovery time from his own stamina, and finally the cooldown time of the weapon alchemy field, it will be more than three minutes.

It adds up to almost a quarter of an hour!

On the battlefield, however, not to mention a minute, even a second can be enough to decide life or death.

Odin failed to kill him before, so he must be testing his recovery limits. We must not fall for it!

"Wait, three minutes?"

Ishtar suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming turned around from the driver's seat, scratched the back of his head, and asked, "Huh, who are you again?"

Ishtar: "..."

No, you don't recognize me? Then why did you pull me into the car so quickly?

……

Let's go back to the present.

"Let me go!" Ishtar roared. She clung to Lu Ming's shoulder, punching and kicking, but her strength was weak and feeble.

This man is truly arrogant and rude. He actually behaved like this towards a goddess when he got out of the car!

“You said you felt weak all over and couldn’t walk. I’m just taking care of you out of kindness. I saved you before, so you should be grateful, okay?”

Lu Ming, carrying Ishtar on his shoulder, spoke confidently, completely unconcerned about her venting. "Relax, with my years of experience in counter-tracking, I've shaken off those guys for now. My companions are waiting ahead."

"You insolent scoundrel, and your companions—"

Ishtar struggled to lift her head and saw a tall, beautiful blonde figure.

"A gloomy woman!?"

Her sister goddess and mortal enemy, Ereshkigal!

Volume 1: Chapter 3 Ereshkigal is the best, Ishtar is trash.

At this moment, Ishtar couldn't help but ask herself:

After a disastrous start and a crushing defeat, in her most helpless moment, she was humiliated by a man who nonchalantly hoisted her onto his shoulder.

Is there anything in the world that would make her feel more embarrassed than this?

--have!

That is, her most hated sister, the gloomy goddess Ereshkigal, saw this wretched state with her own eyes!

"Lu Ming!" The blonde woman who had been mentioned greeted Lu Ming with a smile.

"Yo, Ereshkigal!"

Lu Ming gave a casual reply.

His foreign companion's name was too long, so he simply called her Ai Lei.

Compared to Ishtar, Ereshkigal was more like the Rin Tohsaka he remembered, at least in terms of voice.

However, their appearances, demeanor, and ages don't match at all. Ereshkigal has bright blonde hair and looks much more mature. (Rin Tohsaka during the FSF era was several years older than Rin in FSN.)

As expected, since the worlds you travel to are different, it's quite difficult to bump into someone who looks the same way.

As for why the people he encountered were generally not very strong, yet all of them were very arrogant and named themselves after mythological figures, Lu Ming was not surprised.

In the world of Dragon Raja, there is a Holy Palace Medical Association. Everyone in this organization is used to using mythological characters as code names. In addition, some people use the names of Norse mythological Valkyries such as Regillef and Orluen.

I may not understand, but I respect it; let's just consider it a unique characteristic of naming in this world.

"Lu Ming, you're back! Did something happen to you outside today? You're a little later than usual... Ah! Ishtar!?"

Ereshkigal's expression froze instantly, and he pointed at the person on Lu Ming's shoulder and exclaimed, "She, she, why are you here!"

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow. "You two know each other?"